Velvet ropes and plastic smiles Everyone's dressed like they're running from their own lives Bartender knows my name, knows my ghost Pour me something that burns more than most Neon halos, cigarette sins Kiss me like you mean it, or at least pretend The DJ plays the same old song We dance like we're already gone Welcome to the VIP afterlife Where heaven's full and hell's on strike Fake love, fake highs, fake paradise Yeah, we're dead inside But damn, we look alive Silver chains and leather regrets She whispers secrets she'll soon forget Bodies move like marionettes Strings made of shots and cigarettes God left the building, the Devil's too bored So we light ourselves on fire just to feel adored Another smile, another line Another way to kill some time Welcome to the VIP afterlife Where heaven's full and hell's on strike Fake love, fake highs, fake paradise Yeah, we're dead inside But damn, we look alive Lights flicker Heartbeat quicker She bites my lip I taste the liquor No future, no past, just tonight Just pretending we're not already Welcome to the afterlife No dress code No exit No God Just Us